I had hoped that the more I stayed you could become the type of person I needed.
Or I could learn to come to terms that the love I need doesn't exist.
And so there you were,
And there I stayed.
Trying to convince me of your change.
Maybe you will change one day.
belle
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The Poems I Wrote In My Leather Journal
PoetryJust a place for me to share the poems I write inside of my leather journals. Let's read together... If you want to share any experience you have dealt with that made you feel less than who you are please message me. You should never have to deal w...
